After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

"Ming Mansion, this city wall was just repaired and was smashed by the Tibetan soldiers. When will the governor come back?"

Feng Yuanxian walked in with an indignant look on his face, holding his helmet. Put the bloody helmet heavily on the case.

He glanced at the helmet that smelled of blood, and then looked at the disgraced Feng Yuanxian. Pei Jiaoran slightly curled his lips, "Then let's stop practicing."

"What?" Feng Yuanxian asked in surprise.

"When fighting, you don't just have to rely on force. Attacking the heart is also the best strategy." Pei Jiaoran stood up and curled his lips, speaking softly, "Pass me to order a banquet with wine at the top of the city to reward the generals."

When he stopped talking, Feng Yuanxian's eyes became even more surprised, but he moved his lips and teeth several times, but still did not speak. It seems that he doesn't know how to refute, and he doesn't know whether he should obey the order.

"Just do as you are told, General Feng. I am sure of this matter." After saying this, Pei Jiaoran held the tea and took a leisurely sip.

Seeing that Pei Jiaoran looked sure of victory, Feng Yuanxian nodded in agreement. Then he took the personal guards left by Li Xiujing to the city head to hold a banquet.

Although it was a banquet, Guazhou was already running out of supplies. Naturally, I couldn't bring out anything good, so I just scraped together a few dishes. According to Pei Jiaoran's instructions, he invited the state officials and generals at all levels in the army to go to the city for a banquet.

The new wind above the city was biting and biting people's faces, causing severe pain. Pei Jiaoran, who was wearing a crimson skirt, sat at the top, looking at the subordinates and generals below with a kind face.

None of the state officials and generals were wearing armor at this moment, they were all wearing robes. Some looked puzzled, while others looked angry.

Lifting the wine cup on the table, Pei Jiaoran said with a smile, "It's been hard work guarding the city these past few days. I'd like to offer you a drink on behalf of the governor. When the governor recovers from his illness, I will also treat you with rewards."

Seeing her raising their glasses, everyone else also raised their glasses in tribute.

At this time, the sound of Tibetan military trumpets suddenly came from the city. When everyone heard the sound, their faces showed vigilance, and they wanted to face the enemy with their swords, but in vain. He sat down angrily and turned to look at Pei Jiaoran, who was calm and composed.

"No need to fight. Just keep drinking." Pei Jiaoran said softly.

After hearing this, everyone could only continue to exchange cups with the people around them and talk happily.

Looking across everyone's faces, Pei Jiaoran picked up the mother-of-pearl and red sandalwood five-string pipa beside him. One hand presses the strings, and the other hand plucks the strings. She turned her wrist lightly and plucked a few strings hastily to test the sound, but it already had a clear and transcendent meaning. Immediately, the slender fingers moved and raced on the silk strings. A song flowed out from under her fingers, but it was not the glorious sound of the Central Plains, but rather a somewhat exotic and old sound.

The five-stringed pipa originally came from outside the region. After she swung it, the local accent in the string sound became stronger.

The Tibetan army under the city stopped. Not only because he was surprised that Wei Ting actually held a banquet at the top of the city, but also because the sound of strings that came with the wind contained endless nostalgia.

The man at the top of the city was wearing a scarlet skirt and holding a pipa across his arms. The pipa in her arms seems to be made of nine layers of mother-of-pearl, with tortoiseshell flowing light on it. He also embraced the winter sun, making it even more dazzling. The dancer's scarlet clothes are dancing lightly in the wind, and her fairy-like appearance is like a goddess coming to earth, making people look at her.

Pei Jiaoran is not good at music, and he learned the pipa from Bi Fei in his spare time in his previous life. Usually it is only used to express feelings, but it has its own style. Now I suddenly played a piece of ancient Tubo music, and because of its very different style, it was enough to attract people's attention.

Pei Jiaoran curled his lips when he heard the sound of military bugles calling for Tubo troops to retreat. Suddenly he twirls his fingers to change the tune, and the strings are like tears, and the sadness is even heavier. The original sound of the horse's hooves turned into a waving flag and a low voice. The sound of the Tibetan people and horses finally gradually faded away.

The music finally stopped and Pei Jiaoran put down the pipa. He stood up and walked to the wall, looking forward. The smoke and dust raised by the Tibetan army gradually disappeared before our eyes. He put his fingers that were red from the cold back into his sleeves and sighed softly.

"Let's all disperse. There will be a banquet in the city tomorrow." Pei Jiaoran turned around and said warmly.

Everyone looked at her, although the doubts in their eyes were still there, but they were somewhat relieved compared to before.

In the next few days, Pei Jiaoran held banquets at the top of the city and played the pipa at the banquet. Finally on the third day, the scouts who went to inquire about the news came back and reported that the Tibetans had abandoned camp and retreated to the Qilian Mountains last night. If nothing happened, they would probably cross the Qilian Mountains tonight.

After hearing the scout's report, Pei Jiaoran breathed a sigh of relief. Waving his hand to signal the scouts to step back, he walked to the window and looked up into the distance.

Today is the eighth day since Li Xiujing left. According to calculations, he had probably cut off Tibetan food and grass at this time and was on his way back to Guazhou. But at this time, no news came. He seemed to be missing, and there was no news.

"Ming Mansion, the governor will be fine, right?" Feng Yuanxian saw Pei Jiaoran standing by the window and frowned: "The general is worried that the Tibetan troops are withdrawing at this time because they heard the news about the robbery of grain and grass from the rear. The governor only If we take 800 elite troops out, if we encounter the Tibetan army, it will be difficult for us to win."

"Is there any way to bypass the Tibetan army and enter Dachaidan?" Pei Jiaoran asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Feng Yuanxian looked thoughtful and said, "Entering Hongliuling from Yumen, you can also enter Angzang Valley and then Dachaidan. However, it is difficult to walk there in spring and summer, and it will be even more difficult in severe winter."

"Is there a road over there?" Turning to look at Feng Yuanxian, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and said, "General Feng ordered two hundred cavalry to join me in entering Angzang Valley and heading to Dachaidan to look for Li Xiujing."

"Mingfu! If I want to go, I will go too. How can I let you go? What if Tubo takes the opportunity to counterattack?" Feng Yuanxian retorted.

Glancing at him, Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and said, "Your martial arts skills are better than mine? Besides, I bet that Tubo will not counterattack. They have been here for so long and have no victory. They are already exhausted physically and mentally, and they have listened to the local accent. Where can they find the strength?" Are you thinking about continuing to attack the city?"

After listening to Pei Jiaoran's words, Feng Yuanxian lowered his head. He had to admit that Pei Jiaoran was not only good at martial arts, but also resourceful. They used the empty city strategy to deceive Tubo and held a banquet and played music at the top of the city to make Tubo think that the states were rushing to help them, so they had to retreat due to lack of food and grass.

"But Mingfu, what will happen if you leave the city?"

Feng Yuanxian still didn't want Pei Jiaoran to leave. In his opinion, only Pei Jiaoran can control the entire Guazhou at the moment, and he is suitable to rush to the rescue of Li Xiujing.

"Just do whatever you have to do." Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

She knew what Feng Yuanxian was worried about. He was worried that after she left, he alone would not be able to control the situation in Guazhou. Before Li Xiujing could come back, Guazhou would fall into the hands of others. Li Xiujing will also be charged with leaving his post without permission.

Just when Feng Yuanxian was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Feng Yuanxian turned around, and Pei Jiaoran also turned around.

The door was kicked open, only to see several armored Moli Army generals barging in with weapons in hand.

Seeing the ferocious looks of the people in front of him, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and asked, "What are these generals doing?"